Chapter Ten: Honesty

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***Alexander's POV***

"Yes. We did. We fucked. Did you happen to hear us?" What is that bitch rambling about so early in the morning. There seems to be a commotion outside. I got up. 'It's 9 in the morning.'

I draped over a tee and head for the door. As I opened the door, there they stood, Ashlynn and that bitch I fucked yesterday. They seem to be having a commotion. 'Are you jealous, Ash?'

"You shouldn't go around airing stranger's dirty laundry wherever you go, Ash", I nonchalantly interrupted their chat as I approached them.

My eyes scanned Ashlynn. Her hair is clipped exposing her neck. 'Oh. The things I'd do to her.'

I then look over to that bitch, "I thought I told you to leave." My eyes shifted back to her.

She stuttered. "But, Alex...you have yet to give me your number?" Her voice changed to a rather seductive tone as she shifted closer to me. "Don't you want more from what we have done last night?"

I can feel Ashlynn's face turning awkward from my side, "I'll keep you two to yourself"

I grabbed her arm. "Where are you going?" I grinned, looking at her as if ordering her to get this bitch away from me. 'Oh. She definitely wasn't pleased at all.' But I couldn't care any less, I want her to comply. She did.

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"Hey bruh!" Layton called. "Speak." I responded.

"Why the cold attitude?" I did not respond. "Are you in the ring tonight?", Layton asked. "Not sure."

"I'm throwing a party tonight dude. Join in the fun!", Layton asked.

"Anything else?", I asked. "There's this hot chick I want to introduce you to. So, better head over here, a'ight"

I closed the call. 'Piece of dick.' Layton is just a good for nothing son. He ought to be lucky to be born from the Wellington family for them to feed his egoistic prune to fuck girls' day and night. Not sure if his parents are aware of this.

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It's half past five. I stopped by the club's gym for a brief workout. "My man, come to fix those pumps up?", Liam joked. I screened past Liam, heading to the lifting area. I could hear his silent insult calling me a dickhead. 'Pathetic.'

"Hey man, you really need to cut me some slack dude. I was just kidding the other day.", Liam patted me on the shoulder as he walked over to me. I ignored him, focusing on my bicep curls.

I can feel his eyes rolled, "I just want to let you know that Allison came by the club the other day." I stopped. "She asked me for your whereabouts."

'She still had the audacity to face me?', I ignored Liam as I continue with my workout. "Are you not going to say anything?", Liam prompted an answer out of me. I stopped what I was working on and slammed the weights unto the placement and walked away.

"I didn't come here to watch me swing another punch at you, Liam", I said as I grabbed my towel and head to the treadmill. "I'm just watching out for you, mate.", he yelled as I walked away.

'Why can't these fuckers leave me alone', I thought, speeding up my pace on the treadmill as I toggle the speed to the max. I start my run. 'If she's back and looking for me, she would have called me directly. But she did not.' My pace picked up sticking the pieces together. From Owen telling me he slept with Allison all to Liam telling me Allison dropped by the club earlier. 'I never asked when. I just don't give a fuck anymore.'

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